I’m thinking of romantic adventures, like a drive to a little cozy cabin in the woods with a roaring fire and bottle of wine for two, poured and waiting, or a walk on the beach that leads to a lonely bottle washed up from the sea with a secret love letter tucked deep inside, just maybe a quiet walk through the snowy woods to discover a twig nest and tiny rock with the words be mine painted in red.
I love all three scenarios above but I think MR. Java and I will settle for a cozy dinner, romantic movie “The Holiday” with Cameron Diaz comes to mind, a glass of wine and a lovely box of chocolates. Just one more thing to add to this plan, my hunt for the perfect nest to tuck a little message into. After I find a cute little nest, I’ll make a trip to the store for a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine but most important is the bag of candy hearts. I’ll pick the perfect message and place it just so on a piece of green moss, then I’ll tuck this love nest in a brown paper box and carefully wrap it in red velvet ribbon.
The perfect compromise to my big Romantic adventure? maybe. The hardest part will be bundling up and venturing out through a foot of snow in search of the ultimate nest but I can’t wait!
Tell me your Valentine secrets….
Happy Valentines Day!!! I wish you love!
ps. I will draw the winner of the peace necklace for OWOH on sunday night and post the name sometime Monday.
Sometimes you can’t ask for more. This was the scene outside my windshield saturday evening as I was driving home. It was just beautiful and so surreal. It made me feel thankful for everything in my life. No things aren’t perfect, far from it, but I am blessed to have what I have and that includes all of you. Although, I don’t like the cold and I still dream of living in a little cottage on the beach, you can’t beat the wildlife, turkeys, deer, raccoon, blue heron, etc, livng just beyound my window or the gorgeous midwestern landscape surrounding me. Sometimes I can’t believe that I live right in the middle of it all. Now go out and enjoy your day- every tiny moment of it!
The day floated by without making a sound, it was perfect and yet totally unremarkable. A soft 60 degrees with a gentle sun over head. The optimal weekend to finish outdoor chores or take a long walk. It was an appropriate way to say goodbye to fall. An old sweatshirt, soft and faded, loose-fitting jeans with a hole in the knee- my favorite pair, and flip flops, that were off by mid-afternoon- bare feet. You heard it right- bare feet in November!
Last night I enjoyed a blissful night of sleep with my window cracked open just enough to allow a lingering smell of burning leaves through the crack. I awoke this morning to temperatures in the fifties. I felt a bit like Dorothy in the wizard of Oz when she found that her house had been planted in a different place- this can’t be Michigan- it’s mid-november and weather like this almost never happens this time of year. I loved every degree of it! I hope you enjoyed a little weekend bliss, as well… Happy Monday!
A seed is planted without any guarantees. No way to know if it will grow and prosper, but the anticipation is worth the risk. The meadow outside my window is tended to by a horticulturist who from time to time plants a few seeds for no reason other than he can. I have the privilege of waiting and watching. Sometimes they emerge from the ground as tiny shoots and then wither away in the harsh Michigan weather but other times they prosper and spread far and wide. I remember a year or so ago watching this man toss seeds about, the very same seeds that I have enjoyed from behind the lens of my camera. He probably never imagined that his actions would befall the eyes of so many.
So as you’re reaching for the stars and when you sometimes graze the moon remember every action causes a ripple and leaves a mark forever- you can’t fall out of time.
I added this image and the story behind it to my studio. Thanks Doc….
“Everything is on it’s way to somewhere”, ran through my mind as I captured this series of images. The breeze gently carried each and every tiny seed across the field in a hurry. It looked alot like my life, with bits and pieces of me rushing about going here and there, without an inkling of destination.
Life has been busy this past week and I haven’t had any time to chat-a sick child, me playing the role of baby nanny and a new job. My seeds were scattered in all directions but as things began to quiet down I headed out with my camera on a mission to capture the journey of life. It was refreshing and now my child has recovered, batteries are recharged and my seeds are ready for a new journey- destination unknown, of course.
This one is my fave and I will probably make it available in my shop when I get some time- who knows when that will be- Soon I hope!
These tiny seeds are wrapped in a ball of fluff, their design is perfect and the sight of them taking flight is beautiful . I tried to capture the magic as I saw it but I think you just had to be there.
I keep an old wooden tool box full of little treasures collected during my nightly nature walks or momentous from various trips. It holds such things as wispy feathers, intricate sea shells, amazing bird nests and smooth worry stones. I am continually amazed by the things that are created in nature, the birds, the ocean, the earth- how do they weave such intricately beautiful things that perform the job so perfectly? I have a need to feel connected with earthy things.. During the long days of winter I crave tiny seeds, black soil, green shoots and blue skies.
Fall is moving in like a whisper. It’s creeps through my window at night and then slowly dissaptes in the morning light. The sun chases away the cool air and makes everything seem okay no matter my worries or the weather. When I was young I never wanted the days to end or the sun to go down. It always seemed like an ending to something- I hate endings. Now that I’m older I still don’t like endings or good-byes but I’m much more content with the night.
I have mixed feelings about fall, love the rich colors, the full moon, the harvest and the feelings of new school clothes and meeting new friends. No matter how old I get that new school year feeling lies just beneath the surface. Fall also brings on a little sadness- death to my garden and the lush green forest, knowing that the winter cold is lurking on the horizon. Summer fades away quietly as the earth naps briefly, well not so briefly here in Michigan.For now lets focus on the comfy colors of fall and dance just a little beneath tonight’s full moon. It’s Friday and the start of a long weekend- happy labor day to all.
Sometimes life is good just the way it is. Sometimes life looks and feels a little better after a good glass of of Pinot Noir. A little bread and great company are all I need to finish off a perfect weekend. Oh I almost forgot the chocolate truffles.
My morning walks remind me of a few years ago when I spent a week every year back-packing the Canadian shield. I loved the adventure and the challenge of living out of a 40 lb sack. The views across Lake Superior were phenomenal and the feeling of being part of nature just can’t be duplicated any other way. I quickly learned that there are eyes always watching you. As I followed a bear path through the blueberry bushes I was thinking that we were alone on the trail until we got back to our campsite and saw the foot prints and scat of a bear that had doubled back on our tracks and found my bed! I awoke the next morning to the sound of a wolf peeing on my tent. It made me nervious but also made me feel so alive. I’ve been thinking lately about that feeling and how I miss the adventures of my past. Perhaps it’s time to give up a little cush and get back out there.
Even today as I walk through the woods and hear a russle in the leaves or a stick break, I know they see me long before I know they’re around. No there are no wolves or bears where I live, just coyotes but they don’t get close enough to see very often.
The herbs are are drying on the rack which means it’s mid-summer and the days are growing a wee bit shorter. I love lavender; it’s a wonderful reminder of my summer garden and a day in the sun. I wish summer would last forever!
Sending summer’s peace to you.
As I set out on my usual morning jaunt yesterday I was thinking about how we all change ever so slowly and come to except things because of repeated exposure. Just like wild animals become habituated to humans, we too become desensitised to life. Think about it. There are things that in the past you would never have excepted but because of circumstances and repeated exposure things change and you just except it.
It’s not always easy to live life with open eyes and a fresh vision but it’s important if you are to stay true to yourself. I love my walks with camera in hand, eyes fresh, mind quieted, and ears open. I guess you could say nature is my perfect muse. I fall under her spell and just travel from place to place seeing, really seeing the world without judgement or a plan-I love that.
Softly she whispers,
as a sliver of light peeks through the trees, I’m there.
Blue so vivid that it hurts my eyes,
fills the space overhead, I’m there
She tickles my legs with a sway in the breeze, I’m there
A deep breath fills my chest,
as a sigh allows residual stress to escape, I’m there
I’m drifting and then falling hard,
under her spell and just like a lover, I’m there
After a magic tweak my okay pic becomes my perfect muse
Where are you?
She walked out the door and noticed the sound of little birds chattering from the nest. A moment later she was struck by the allure of a sweet aroma coming from down the lane. She walked closer to get a better view of this magnificent tree covered in white. Along the way there was much to see. Delicate little buds were just waiting for the right time to burst into blossom. The air was clean and felt so fresh as the breeze blew past her cheek and the sun was warm and toasty on her bare arms. Who would have thought that there would be bare arm weather ever again, after the long winter we endured.
There were cute garden niches here and there as she followed her nose.
In fact there was so much to see that she almost forgot why she had set out on this path at all. The colors, the interesting shapes, the sound of the birds and the buzz of the bees, did their best to divert her attention and take her on another path. But she stayed the course. Right on track for once in her life and continued on without temptation.
She was so glad to be out and about enjoying this nice spring day. It had been such a long time without warmth, without cheerful sounds, without color. Just then she looked to the right and spotted the most beautiful color she had ever seen. A crimson red flickering in the sunlight.
The leaves seemed to be waving at her as the breeze blew through. Her journey had begun just moments before as a quest to find spring and take in it’s aroma but she realized that spring was all around her not just down the lane on that magnificent tree. It was on the left and on the right and yes right smack dab in front of her.
Living and breathing as it soaked in the sunlight and drank from the soil. The coming of spring had been so anxiously awaited and that wait was so worth it.
She vowed to herself that this year she would not take the fine weather for granted but appreciate every moment of warmth and every glimpse of color that came her way. She would enjoy this day and everyday that nature had to offer.
This tree was an explosion of creamy whites and fresh green. It was all very yummy to the eyes and heaven to the nose. A smell so sweet that it made her toes curl right out of her sandals. The result of this walk down the colorful path on a quest for spring, was a great big smile 🙂
Hope you’re enjoying the weather as much as I am.
There she goes on a mission to capture the perfect wildflower pic. She had to hop the fence and walk through the woods then cross this stream just to get there. Okay now I/she is going to confess: it wasn’t necessary to take off my flip flops (I wear flip flops in the woods) and walk the stream to reach the field. There is a log across the water and if I really try I can jump it. But it looked like so much fun, mud between my toes and my feet turning numb in the very very cold water, just perfect for a blue balls contest. Did I say that?
The little girl in me said, “hop in it’ll be fun and it was!” I also must admit that this pic was perfect for this weeks photo assignment. We are unravelling from the feet up. This workshop is all about ways of seeing ourselves and I do see myself as a little girl in a woman’s body. I love this shot because it portrays my spirit perfectly and it makes my feet look long and skinny- trust me they are short and oh so square.
What about the wild flower pics, you ask? I took a few shots here and there, nothing spectacular like the pics I will share tomorrow. BTW I’m still working on my little garden cottage. I did some decorating but the landscaping is a long way from being done. There is sod to remove and flowers to plant. So I can’t share with you just yet. With that said I have to tell you that last night I was like a little girl who had just been invited to her first birthday party. When I walked into the bedroom to get ready for bed I saw this outside my window. I grabbed my camera and ran outside in a t-shirt and underware. Then I couldn’t sleep until I took a look at the photos on the computer. See I told you I was like a little girl- too bad that lady in the mirror can’t seem to reflect my insides. Anyway, it was so cute all lit up by the tikki torches, just like a little cabin in the woods. I never had a playhouse when I was young so I intend to take full advantage of this one. I may even share it with the princess 😉
Well that’s enough rambling for today. Stop back tomorrow when I have the next big idea to share-it’s gorgeous!